Pulled from a life soft and quiescent Flung into the heart of fight Threat and peril at any moment Death is everywhere in sight Neither rest nor peace Nor a place of safety Circled with perpetual fear Of those who struggle to live This feral world seems not to know any moral law These savages tear all to pieces between callous jaws Need to change to survive in this hostile land Time to learn the way of the claw and the fang As the primordial beast grows stronger And the claims of mankind are waning in whispers Here in the primeval forest Covered by the veil of the mist The theatre of a great trial And the trail to wisdom we aspire Deep into the wild The river runs as the pack pours in a flood Life flows and breeds and fades away in blood Nothing stands still, all existence is brief Reminding that law gives us some relief Turn away from the toil Seek for your true self In due time returning to void Follow the tracks elders have left Trial of death must be faced To retrieve our rightful place All from nature rise and fall And shall dissolve to its call So go on your way and rely On the growing sound of the wild The song of the stream, make it yours And never go back anymore